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Shouya went to pick up Wenjin after school, and at that moment, she was wearing an apron in the kitchen preparing dinner, while Grandma was playing with Qifan in the yard.
It was a joyful thing that Xinya could accept him again and forgive him. Now that multiple projects had been completed, he had plenty of time to go home and spend with his wife and children.
Moreover, there was another piece of good news: Zhang Meiqi and Javier's relationship had changed. That playboy was not as irresponsible as others imagined. He admitted that it was her who drove Meiqi home that night because he liked Meiqi, so he followed her and knew where she lived. When he learned that Meiqi was pregnant with his child and that she wanted to terminate the pregnancy, he stopped her and begged her to marry him. The progress that followed was rapid, and they soon realized they were each other's missing halves.
Wenjin had already run into the yard to play on the lawn with Grandma and Qifan, leaving just the two of them inside the house.
A gentle smile often appeared on her beautiful lips. No matter what, she had reconciled with Shouya now. He tried to make time to come back and be with the children while also staying by her side.
He remembered one night after they made love; she lay on his chest and shared some heartfelt words with him.
"When Zhang Meiqi showed me the photos and that report, I felt completely crushed. I really thought she was pregnant with your child..."
"Fool, how could I do something to hurt you? Why don't you trust me?" He cupped her face and frowned as he spoke.
"It's not about trust. Even if I trust you, seeing those things made me doubt everything all at once, like a tidal wave crashing over me, leaving me breathless... You obviously can't understand how I felt at that moment." Remembering back then, her heart shattered into pieces; picking them up only cut her hands, causing blood to flow.
"Xinya, can we not talk about these unhappy things? Besides, I never had any relationship with Meiqi. I only saw her as a colleague and a friend..." These unpleasant events had caused misunderstandings between them, leading to cracks in their relationship. However, now the storm had passed, and they were back together.
So he needed to cherish her and this family well.
Xinya said nothing more and leaned thoughtfully against his strong chest.
Suddenly, he propped himself up as if looking down at a monster but with a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth. "Why bring up these things all of a sudden? Was my performance just now so forced that it didn't satisfy you? How about we do it again!"
"No!" Xinya punched him lightly in frustration. Seriously, misunderstanding her words again! Embarrassed by his comment, she lowered her gaze away from him. "I mean, if one day you really don't love me anymore or want this family anymore, just say it directly. I will fulfill all your requests..."
"You're talking nonsense again. I really don't know what you're saying. It must be my performance just now that made you say such silly things." He flipped over and pinned her beneath him; she was already overwhelmed by the sudden intimacy.
"You... why did you take it there again? Seriously!" Xinya shot him an embarrassed glare. Looking at him made her feel both amused and helpless; this man often acted like a child in such matters, never growing up. Yet in serious situations, he appeared so mature and stable, embodying traditional masculinity.
"Did I not feed you enough just now? Then let's do it again..." He laughed, a bright and sunny smile like that of a big boy, showing such joy only in front of the woman he loved.
"Ah, no!"
No matter how she resisted, she could not withstand the passionate love in his tenderness, and once again fell into the whirlpool of love with him...
When he gasped and whispered "I love you" in her ear, she suddenly remembered something. After he finished, she asked him, "Honey, do you often say those three words to other women?"
"Here we go again. You're already the mother of two children, yet you ask such silly and strange questions." Shouya looked down at her, lightly scratching her nose with his finger.
Xinya glared at him angrily for calling her silly, then threw out an even sharper question: "I've heard that you had many love interests in the past and often switched between them. Is that true?"
"What do you think?" Such baseless topics were simply ridiculous! Before meeting Xinya, he had never been with any woman. Although there were women who admired him, he knew his boundaries and had never crossed them.
"Hmph, that definitely means there is!" She shot him another fierce glare and then turned away from him in embarrassment and anger. Although she was not the type to be spoiled or willful, seeing news about his romantic escapades still made her jealous.
Seeing her angry expression, Shouya wanted to laugh. It seemed she was just like other women—jealous—which showed that she loved him and truly cared about him. "I'm not some big celebrity; where would all these rumors come from? Even if there are any, they're just those tabloids making things up for fun. Why are you following along with their nonsense? After being married to me for so many years, don't you know what kind of person I am?"
He explained as he turned her body to face him.
Xinya gazed resentfully into his dark, deep eyes as if studying something. After a moment, she saw no deceit or lies in his eyes and slowly felt joy flowing through her.
Indeed, after being married to him for so many years, she understood him better than anyone else. As his wife, she should support him and quietly be the woman behind him. Why bring up those baseless rumors?
"Every time at this moment, you always tell me 'I love you,' but not once has it been genuine."
"That's not true; I've said 'I love you' in other situations." He looked at her innocently; women always focused on these little details.
"Alright then, I will officially say to you now..." Shouya leaned close to her ear and said, "I... love... you!"
So cheesy; all the goosebumps stood on end.
"Well, thank you for loving me!" Xinya said sincerely as she nestled happily in his embrace.
Shouya returned, pulling her back from her thoughts to reality. She wore a faint smile, and Shouya wanted to help her, but she was unwilling and urged him to spend time with the children. He refused, saying that their grandmother could take care of them; he only wanted to stay by her side, which made Xinya feel shy.
Life now had a certain routine.
Every morning after breakfast, Shouya would drive the mother and daughter to school and work.
With the approval of Shouya's classmates, Xinya finally got the chance to work, teaching students piano at Maria Music Training Class. The school was very willing and agreed, and given Xinya's excellent past performance, she could teach at the training class.
Now they no longer argued about certain matters but sat down to discuss things slowly.
Qifan was gradually growing up and had started calling them mom and dad. Shui Lingling's big eyes resembled Xinya's, but her appearance was more like her father's. Although he couldn't read yet, he often ran into the study to look at his father's medical books, indicating that he would grow up to be an outstanding doctor like his dad.
Everyone was busy with their own affairs. By eleven o'clock in the morning, Maria Music Academy would finish classes, and students would leave the school. She would also leave to go home and start cooking. Although their grandmother was responsible for these tasks at home, sometimes she needed to take care of Qifan and couldn't manage everything.
Generally speaking, Shouya wouldn't come home for lunch, but during this period, he often returned home to enjoy the delicious meals prepared by his wife. He claimed that food from outside wasn't as good as what his wife made. His smooth talk made Xinya roll her eyes, but inside she felt delighted.
For a while after that, Shouya brought home different kinds of delicious food for lunch over several days, allowing everyone to have a feast—Japanese cuisine, American barbecue, Korean hot pot... However, he still preferred the meals cooked by his wife.
After Wenjin's vacation, their family of five returned to Beijing again. After paying respects to their parents, they visited various tourist attractions in Beijing, walking through streets and alleys while enjoying various snacks.
They moved back into Bai Family Mansion once more.
One day, the sky suddenly darkened, signaling an impending heavy rain. Xinya stood by the floor-to-ceiling window smiling as she recalled the bits of happiness from the past few days; her heart felt warm.
Shouya walked in and wrapped his arms around her from behind, looking out at the gloomy sky beyond the window.
"Um, it seems like it's going to rain soon..." Shouya suddenly said in her ear.
"Probably!" she replied lazily.
With a loud bang, lightning streaked across the dark night sky, startling Xinya, who nestled into Shouya's embrace like a frightened little rabbit.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here," Shouya said softly as he held her close.
The rain began to fall, pattering against the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, blurring the outside world.
With him by her side, she felt fearless. He lowered his head and kissed her smooth forehead, taking her delicate hand in his. He leaned down to kiss her lips, and with his kiss, she blushed deeply, her heart racing uncontrollably, her face burning like boiling water.
She offered her red lips to welcome his passionate advance. Their heated kiss seemed to entwine them until death, leaving her legs weak and her body pressed against him.
He pulled away from her lips, lifted her to the bedside, and laid her down on the bed. He leaned over to kiss her again, their bodies hotly pressed together, moving in a familiar and harmonious rhythm.
After all these years, she still left him wanting more…
Passion surged like waves crashing repeatedly, as if it would never be enough…
"I love you, Xinya..." In the midst of this overwhelming tide of emotions, he whispered his vows of love in her ear again and again…
Outside, the rain gradually lessened.
After several exhausting rounds of intimacy, the room was filled with a warm ambiance and an air of ambiguous indulgence that slowly began to cool.
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